Let It Roll - Don Johnson

Oooooh yeah.

..

Blowin' like a hurricane,

screamin' down Biscayne.. .

Let it Roll.

Just downed a six pack of bud,

I’m like a loaded gun.. .

Let it Roll.

Fightin' mad in a bad attitude,

bound to getcha tired before the night is through

Chorus:

Let it Roll, Let it Roll.

Don’t let it rock ya, down in your soul.

Let it slide, Let it ride.

Roll it on over to the other side, Let it Roll.

Whoaaaaa.. .

.whoaaa.. .

I’ve got this ragin' desire,

I’m like a runaway.. .

Let it Roll.

Howlin' at the moon,

I gotta do the dance soon.. .

Let it Roll.

br> Flat busted, ain’t got nothin' to show,

can’t afford to let my rhythm go.

I bite the dust but baby I’m takin' it slow.

Mama always told me over whatcha know.

Chorus

Whoaaaaaaa.. .

Whoaaaaa.. .. Ooooohhh Yeahhh.. .

Flat busted, nothin' left to show.

Can’t afford to let the rhythm go.

Two steps up to find your place in the sun.

Up comes the Devil and your back to square one.